Date: Tue, 25 Nov 2003 14:35:44 EST
From: Badgod69@aol.com
Subject: NEPHEW RONNIE: SEXUAL AWAKENING WITH MY NEPHEW

My parents had me fairly late in life and one of my sisters is 21 years
older than me. So I have nephews and nieces older than myself. This is how
I had my sexual awakening with my nephew, who is 2 years older, and how we
continued to fuck around until the night before his wedding. When i was
around 9, my 11 year old nephew and I were playing around in his bedroom
one evening while our parents and brothers and sisters were out in the
living room, and he started to grab for my dick and get me in headlocks and
stuff while we were wrestling and goofing off.  At one point he cornered me
and said he was gonna kiss me. I fought it but he said, well ok, what if we
kiss through a t-shirt? I knew I couldn't get away from him, so I said
ok. We kissed and it was horrible! It was like kissing a towel, and as a 9
year old, kissing just seemed yucky to me anyway.

He let me go after that and we just played some more and that was about
it. All of this is just to explain something that happened a few years
later. My sister's family moved out of state about 3 years later and that
summer my other sis, my parents, and I drove to their new house to spend a
few weeks with them. It was the longest drive my family had ever taken, and
it wasn't really even that far, about 700 miles away from home. When we got
there, I was told that I was gonna be sharing my nephew's bedroom with him,
because he had bunk beds and that just made sense.  Altogether there were
11 of us in the house, so we had to be fairly creative about sleeping
arrangements. Fortunately the house was large enough so that no one had to
sleep on a couch. My nephew's bedroom was downstairs off the family room,
and his bedroom had a window that looked out on the backyard, but at ground
level.

The window was right above the top bunk bed and was large enough to open
and crawl through if we'd wanted.  After dinner that hot August, Pacific
Northwest summer night, we all went out into the large backyard and all us
kids (there were 7 of us all totaled) decided that we should all put up the
tennis net and have a badminton game with the whole family. Me and my
nephew begged off cuz we wanted to play and just hang out in his room,
reading comics and stuff. He showed me some of his newest and coolest
comics and we goofed around and caught up on what we'd been doing since
we'd seen each other last. We were both wearing t-shirts and shorts and our
Converse high tops and Ronnie's dirty blond hair and golden tan skin made
him look super healthy and all-American. With his bright blue eyes and
quick smile, you'd never guess that he had a nasty imagination and liked to
talk about sex whenever he got the chance. Pretty soon we got sort of bored
and then we talked about some of the hot girls that Ronnie was in 8th grade
with. He talked about how big their tits were and how he'd like to get them
naked and make out with them.

Eventually we both admitted that we had boners and laughed at each other
and then I said that now would sure be a good time to jerk off. I had a
feeling that Ronnie wanted to and I was getting harder by the second. We
teased each other and dared each other to do it and then I knew that it
would be ok. So I stood up from the bottom bunk where we were leaning back
and talking and undid my shorts and pulled out my dick. I have always had a
pretty big dick for a guy my size, and at that point in time my dick
measured about 6 inches. I already had a sparse, dark brown thatch of pubic
hair and my balls were just stating to get fuzz on them. Ronnie laughed and
said I had grown a lot since they had moved away. Then I told him he had to
show me his and he was off the bed and had his shorts down around his
ankles so fast that I hardly saw him move. His bush was already pretty lush
and golden, almost the exact same color as the hair on his head. All the
hair on his strong, lanky 14 year old body was golden, and it was already
beginning to get pretty thick on his legs and under his arms. His dick was
at least an inch bigger than mine, but not as thick at the head.

His cock was rock hard and his nuts looked like plump, ripe fruit. There
was precum beading on the tip of his cock and I remember I thought that was
totally hot. He asked me if I wanted him to stroke my dick a little and I
told him yes. So he started to jack me off and it felt so amazing to have
somebody else's warm hand wrapped around my 12 year old dick. I started
going through puberty early -- all the males in my family do -- so I could
already cum. I had my first ejaculating orgasm when I was not quite 11, but
I have been grinding into my mattress or fucking my pillow ever since I can
remember. But I had never felt anything like this! I reached over and took
his cock in my hand and started jerking him off. I had never done this
before, and having his hard, throbbing dick in my hand felt incredible.
His cock was leaking so much precum that when I started jacking him off his
dick was immediately slick and slippery in my hand. The squishing noises it
was making made us both laugh, but it was a breathless, excited
laughter. He peeled off his t-shirt and I could smell his fresh sweat in
the air. Neither one of us had started using deodorant yet, so when we
played around we both smelled like sweaty, young, healthy boys. I still
find the smell of a hot guy's natural sweat to be an incredible turn on --
I guess this is why. I pulled my t-shirt off too, so now all we had on were
our dirty white socks.  We were both super nervous and flushed with
excitement and we sort of hugged, but giggled at the awkwardness of it
all. But the second our naked chests touched, it was like an electric jolt
ran through us. The feel of his hot, damp skin sliding like silk over my
body made my dick pulse and jump. I could feel the same thing happening to
his dick.  We pulled our hug in even closer so that the whole length of our
bodies and cocks could touch, and when that happened, a whole new world
opened up for both of us.

We pulled out of the hug to look at each other for a minute, I think to see
if we were both feeling the same things, and I said, "Remember when we
tried to kiss through that t-shirt? You wanna try it again?"

 He laughed and said yeah, that he bet it would feel great. So he picked up
his sweaty t-shirt from the floor and we kissed through it. We pulled back
and I said, "This feels stupid."

"You wanna just forget about the t-shirt part and really kiss?", he
asked. I totally wanted to know what it would feel like, cuz I just knew it
would feel even sexier to be kissing for reals, so I said "Sure."

We kissed on the lips and it was awkward at first, but we got the hang of
it real quick and in no time we were swapping spit and sucking on each
other's tongues like only young sex-crazed boys can! Our hands were
frantically exploring every surface, crevice, and appendage of each other's
bodies and the private places that neither of us had ever touched or been
touched before. We were gasping for breath every time our mouths broke
contact with each other, and we were both getting weak in the knees, so we
climbed up on the top bunk. I flung myself down on my back and Ronnie lay
on top of me. The feel of our bodies pressed so close and the slippery
hardness and heat of our raging cocks as they slid back and forth against
each other was making us crazy with lust. Ronnie pumped his slim hips fast
and furious against my groin as I pumped back, straining upwards so that
our sweaty bodies were almost melting into one another. We rocked and
rolled around on that top bunk bed like there was nowhere else in the world
worth being at that moment, first Ronnie on top of me, then rolling
ourselves over so that I could get on top of him. And the whole time our
tongues and teeth were kissing and licking and biting. At one point he
threw his arms over his head and the smell of his fresh 14 year old sweat
was so pungent and sexy that I almost shot my load.  But I wanted to make
it last longer so I stopped rubbing my dripping 12 year old dick against
his stomach and buried my face in his armpits. When I started to lick his
pits, Ronnie moaned and told me he'd never felt anything so amazing. Then
he did the same thing to me so I could feel how awesome it felt. And it
was! To this day, having my pits eaten out is still one of my favorite
things to have done to me.  About 20 feet away from the curtained window
that shielded our writhing from their eyes, we could hear our families
laughing and shouting over the badminton game that they were enjoying, and
we both noticed it at the same time. We stopped fucking around for a second
and then laughed and said that knowing they were all right outside the
window made it all the more exciting because it was such an amazingly sexy
thing that we were doing. At one point when I was on top of him, I pulled
the curtain back a tiny bit and I could see them all out there having a
good time as I bucked my narrow 12 year old hips hard and fast against
Ronnie's, knowing that we were having an even better time than they
were. That just made me even hornier and I started increasing the speed and
strength of my thrusts.

We plunged our tongues deeper into each other's mouths and simultaneously
started to moan and whimper into each other's throats. Both of us could
feel the fast approach to the edge from which there is no turning back, and
at the same time we both bellowed and shot our loads. With his face just a
few inches away from mine staring into my eyes and his hot breath puffing
directly into my face in short, fast bursts, we felt the first searing jets
of cum blast out of our throbbing cocks as all that hot, young jizz covered
our chests and bellies. It was one of the most intense orgasms I have ever
felt, and as we shot I cupped Ronnie's tight, smooth ass in both my hands,
squeezing and pulling him in even closer to me. When we were done, and I
tried to raise myself up off of him, our cum-smeared bodies created a mild
vacuum and finally we heard that liquid seal break with a popping noise,
and we both laughed our asses off. We looked at ourselves and immediately
got hard again, cuz there was cum everywhere. Ronnie had cum all over him,
from his crotch all the way up to his collarbone, and it was rolling off
his sides and onto the bedspread. I actually had a glob of jizz hanging
from the underside of my chin and I shook my head a couple of times to make
it drop off onto his lips. When it did, he punched me lightly on the
shoulder and we both said, "ewwww!", then laughed some more. But we didn't
say another word for a few moments as we let our eyes devour the sight of
each other, glistening and plastered over with all that young cum.

We used his t-shirt to wipe up the mess, but by that point anything that
touched our bodies, flushed and drenched from the excitement and exertion
of our first sexual experience, only made us horny and hard again. After we
cleaned up, we started kissing some more and that got us going again. By
the time we finally got ourselves dressed and rejoined our families
outside, we had each cum two more times. Ronnie looked like he had run a
marathon, drained and exhausted, his blond hair sweaty and stuck to his
forehead, and I'm sure I must have looked the same.  My mom said that we
looked tired, and we just sort of laughed, and I muttered something about
being pooped from the long car ride we had made that day. Ronnie and I
cracked up every time we made eye-contact but nobody noticed anything, and
he and I shared a look that we came to know well over the next 5 years.

It was a look that said we couldn't wait to get each other alone so we
could have fun "practicing" with each other again. That's what Ronnie
called it, "practicing" for when we'd have our first sex with girls. Me and
my family stayed at my sister's house for three wonderful weeks, and Ronnie
and I had sex every chance we got. We couldn't wait for bedtime to have our
fun, so we'd jerk each other off and make out whenever we could be alone,
every day.  One hot summer evening, Ronnie's dad and my dad took me and
Ronnie to a small local rodeo, and as my bother-in- law and my dad talked
about sports or something in the front seat of the car on the way there, in
the backseat Ronnie and I put our sweatshirts over our laps in a casual way
to hide the fact that our hands were fondling each other's pre- cum
dripping dicks. The possibility of being caught made it all the more hot
and exciting. And when bedtime finally did roll around each night, we
couldn't wait to get undressed and hop into bed, so we'd claw and grasp at
each other's clothes as we stripped each other and kissed and cock fought
with our overworked dicks.

I don't know how many times we rubbed off and played with each other
sexually that summer, but it was the beginning of a sexual relationship
that went on until the night before Ronnie got married when he was 19 years
old.  We did it everywhere -- in his bedroom, on their front lawn in the
middle of the night (we DID crawl through his bedroom window!), in his tree
house, and every day in the shower. Since there were so many people in the
house that summer, my sister suggested that Ronnie and I shower together to
save water. That suited us just fine, and we spent so much time fucking
around in the shower that his mom told us that we were taking longer to
shower together than we would if we'd been showering separately. After that
comment, we made sure to get each other off quickly when it was shower
time. I have lots of stories about our sex adventures, but that first time
was the best and most intense sex experience I have ever had.